If judged by the standard of mere time.

I’m just glad he didn’t puke on me. If Doran is admiring or advising her rather, then I should come out top dog. Tell her he’s sorry about her trouble, he says, sorry he was too stinking drunk to go to the funeral. Willy! Poor Doran. Had bad luck there, and now he has his life long to pay for it. And no way out of that family. But Martin asked me specifically to go to the house given my experience in these matters. I can advise her. She can rely on me. Take care of everything. Insurance run on the same principle as the lottery and Hell, you understand. There’s luck, and there’s always a work around. And there is that loophole for her if we can work it right. Helps to have a friend in court. Dignam did owe the money, but we can still get the company to pay the widow, if handled properly. She’s still young.